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2 yrs ago
Current I play both sides so that I always lose.
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2 yrs ago
Can your Father still claim you if the Mail Man delivered you?
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3 yrs ago
I challenge you to a game of Paradox Billiards Vostroyan Roulette Forth Dimentional Hypercube Chess Strip Poker!!!
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3 yrs ago
So I realized that the highest honor anyone can get is not to get a Nobel Peace prize, nor getting your name taught throughout history. It's being made into an Anime Character with giant boobs.
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3 yrs ago
So where do I go after Elysium? I just made it through after beating a Chad-dude and his giant burly friend with horns at a break dancing contest.

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About me:
I am an amateur writer at best as I have had a bit of experience writing short novels and stories as a side gig (Don't ask me for help unless you are desperate. I barely know what I'm doing half the time!)

I mostly Rp on medieval fantasy, modern fantasy, and modern slice of life. However, I am always willing to do anything. And I have been roleplaying for about 8 years now.

I have a pretty open schedule right now, other than planning DnDs, and looking for a job. (Still praying that one day I can get payed to play DnD or by playing videogames, but I haven't made a dollar yet).

PLEASE IF YOU THINK I FORGOT AN RP MESSAGE ME!!!! I CAN GUARANTEE THAT I FORGOT AS I WAS PROBABLY PRAYING TO THE GODS OF CHAOS THAT I WOULD BE ABLE TO WIN THE NEXT GAME OF MAGIC I'M GOING TO PLAY!!! (In all seriousness I'm very forgetful and scatter brained, just send me a message and I should be able to pump out that post in no time)

The partners I am looking for right now is people who are chill and relax as well as just some genuinely nice people to chat to and play with. Any style is fine, just be ready as there are time where it will take some time for advanced posts will take me a few days.

Other than that I like to listen to music and anytime someone asks me to do a thing, 90% of the time I will just do it as I just don't care enough. But I will not sing, my voice is garbage and I am not confident enough to even try to learn now.

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Joziah



Joziah has finally made it to Mobius, and he was excited, and terrified. Sure he was in a safe place, yet he was leaving his mentor and guardian. He was leaving his friends and now chosen family. He knew he needed to focus, if he didn't focus with something as trivial as this he wouldn't be fit to be a hero. He felt calm while in the auditorium, with the view not being on him he can be more focused on himself and setting himself in the right state of mind. 'This was definitely going to be a different experience and it will be fun, I swear, just focus and calm down'. There is a ton of sensory data just in this small area around him as multiple people are moving, shifting and just doing anything to keep themselves entertained, all while Joziah is trying to block out all of that data, it's hard, but he manages to do it and finally starts correcting himself and becoming his 'normal' self.

As the speech ends, Joziah has already became 'normal' again and has a small smile on his face just listening. Once they were released he grabbed his card and started to head towards the shuttles to get to the dorm. He was excited to meet his new class/dorm mates as they will be spending some time together it would be best to get off on the right foot. Once Joziah entered the building he began to make sure his belongings were where they should be and headed out to start greeting each of his dorm mates and teacher. After all, Jean always said how you are seen is half the fight against crime. 'And besides the most fun part of today is going to be making new friends!'


Issie



Issie had a good bit of energy stored up in him as he has been cooped up in a temporary room for almost a week now, on express orders to limit his wandering. Now he was just itching to run around, yet had to now sit through this introduction. Issie already found the key card underneath his seat and was playing with it. Floating it with his powers, spinning it on his finger, and even floating it around his head and different parts of his body as he tracks it. Anything to just get through this so he can run off and explore. It's almost time…almost…now!

As they were dismissed Issie walked calmly up 'till he was near the door, then he ran off to explore. He didn't care about meeting his dorm mates at the moment, he was more worried about seeing everything he was unable to see for a near week! Just because he had a habit of getting lost. 'Psh, I don't get lost…often…often enough to be concerned about'. That doesn't matter he can just...and he is being 'directed' to the shuttles. "Awe-some".

As Issie gets to the dormitory he finds a nice spot in the commons area to sit on the couch. Yet he sits on it the wrong way as his back is on the cushion and his legs are hanging off the top as his head is floating there a just a few inches or so off the ground. He was upset, he wanted to do anything other than just sit around and socialize. After all they were gonna be here for long enough they would all get to know each other well. Issie wanted to see this city he was denied of for the past week. 'But nooooooooooo, I now have to sit in a bigger room now. And do nothing fun. All I can do is talk to others and read a book. Look books are nice, but not when that is the few forms of entertainment you've had for a week'. Now all he is doing is staring off towards the coffee table, just bored out of his mind.


Adrith



Adrith has never liked any of these formalities. As he sits in his seat leaning back and just listening. Wishing to be anywhere else, as this is just beyond boring. Adrith knew it wasn't going to be as simple as step in and become a hero, but still! Everyone here should know what they were signing up for, to become heroes. So why are they having to sit here and listen to this speech? 'Was this what High school is like? What a drag', Was the immediate idea that came to mind when the speech continued. At least one part of speech at least interested Adrith, one of the teachers was going to be Shadow Cat, Kitty Pryde. He knew her from the stories he's heard of young heroes making a difference. He could learn a thing or two on what it is to be a hero. Wolverine as well? 'Hmm, they both seem to be good people to talk to, one would be how to control oneself while the other could help with how to be better'.

Finally, they can leave, and they weren't here for too long. Perfect. Adrith slipped his hand under his seat as he fishes the card out as he looks at it. 1-A…'that's the class of Kitty Pryde, perfect I suppose'. Adrith has some hopes for what he will learn under her. Besides that he finds this entire thing boring. He begins to head to the shuttle with a sigh and a shrug in his posture as he doesn't care about much else. Once he makes it to his dormitory, he was definitely amused by what he finds, a four star hotel? How amusing as he did find himself in less than favorable circumstances not too long ago, but to find himself in a place like this just seems too amusing.

He inspects the area for a while, just interested in the area itself as he's never been in a place so strange to him. Yet it seems this place is like any other living area, a kitchen, a living room/area, and rooms for everyone. Adrith finds a place to sit and kick up his feet as he just lays back and stares at the ceiling and starts to think. Thinking about how he should introduce himself, how he should treat others when they speak, even just how to look so he doesn't start off the wrong way. Little did he know he went back into an old habit which was to scowl and rest in a way to have his frame take up a perceivable large amount of area, making his presence well known.
(I also privately wonder whether naming it "Vlad" would make sense in context. It makes sense to us because of Vlad the Impaler...


In the Bloodborne universe this would make no lick of sense as Vlad, nor any person of similar relations, seem to have exist. They do impale and put people on pikes, sure. Yet No one man was ever named responsibly, so we would have no name to really tie it to. So Vlad would just be a standing name as a real name can be made for it later. As in Bloodborne very few weapons have been named. It being named I could think of as it would probably be the only one of its kind and it would more likely a decorative piece or a sign of the growth of Yharnam. I could see it being set up by the church for this express purpose. Or just some bat shit crazy Godo level blacksmith and a Guts level hunter came together to fight beasts in the most batshit but, if I do say so myself, badass way possible.

If a name was designated easily it could just be called, Pile Driver. Yet there is no oomph to it, so I dislike the name immensely. If it was mounted in a high place it could be called something dealing with its positioning over a function, God's eye, Sun's Scorn, and the such. Yet I don't feel they fit well enough. If it had a schematic with it from the Powder Kegs, then it makes sense if it is simple as the don't make names that are over complicated, so Pike Launcher could work but it is tactless to say the least. So I have came up with a name I feel would work.

V.L.A.D

Violent
Long-distant
Agonizing
Death

(This is a joke, but I find it hard to think of a name for it at the moment)

Also if a Powder Keg did make this, then I can only think the piles are each hollowed out a bit and filled with an explosive device that goes off after a certain time upon impact. Like the god damn arsonists they are. So then they would be able to pin the larger beasts then when exploded it would wound the beast further by cauterizing the fuck off size hole and sending shrapnel into it and shredding it further. (This is best result, worst result is a shit ton of collateral damage)

Then lets not get started with the fact of you will be firing from a long distance if we scale it to that size and launch that fucker. You can either:
A- Hit the Beast.
B- Wiff and hit the ground.
C- Wiff and hit a building.
D- Wiff and hit a fellow Hunter.
420- You jump off of the tallest tower with this thing, and hit the greatest YY ladder scope and pin 4 different beasts together to make the greatest Hunter-kebab. For all of your hunting needs. And look! It's on the go! Great for using to get a quick pick me up!

Edit:

Ok I just had an idea after reading it again up to the part that they are arsonists. What if the damn thing was on fire. Just hyucked a human sized stake that was burning them from the inside. Like the true arsonists they are.
Hmm you see now that you bring up proper logistics, I think I shouldn't tell you about my other weapon ideas until I properly think about them. The Vlad shall now go back to the drawing boards. I shall return.

Edit:
You know the more I think about the weapons I thought of, the more I realize only the most insane person would even want to make these let alone use them.

Argentum



Argen heard the words of Oscar and knew why he was less than tasteful towards the Pilgrim. He was an Orc, and a well known one for slaying Silver Moon Soldiers. Yet Argen didn't care, shit like that can be left with the city. All it does is get in the way and gets people hurt and killed. Argen knew this man wouldn't kill them, if he was he had a perfect time when their Priest was here with him and only one other person. If he didn't take it at that time, he wasn't really going to do anything to them. So Argen used this time to relax and rest this headache away.

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When Argen made it back to camp Muu and Renauld were in, a more romantic position. Argen knew this was to probably alleviate the stress on Renauld's manhood, yet it could be seen as something more by others. As Argen looked to everyone else, Katya looked amused to say the least. Maybe from the fact they told her he had his nards wounded or the fact that he was laying in Muu's lap like a lover, who knows? She did however look at him funny which made Argen less than comfortable but that might also be the fact he spent some time alone with the Orc, so it could be seem as strange to them. But that doesn't matter as he began setting up for the night as he says, "I am willing to take first watch with whom ever is wanting to or forced to". Argen went and made a warmed seat from his bear fur for his watch.

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Argen's body was stiff and freezing and he knew it was time to wake up. He heaved himself up and awake, fuck it's cold as hell out here. The fire was all but dead and the warmth of their blankets is all but gone. Argen stood fully and thought about going to the hot springs but decided against it in favor of drying his clothing. So he began to collect fire wood to get a fire going once more. With a hopefully sufficient fire Argen would begin drying his socks, his coat, pretty much all of his fabrics in the hopes of making them comfortable once more. As Frostbite is the worst way to lose an appendage. Hopefully they can make it to their destination without anymore complications. Hopefully they can find another good meal. And hopefully they can get a good meal going with what they had still. Argen let out his famous sigh with a, "Damn it's cold". Argen knew better than to drink alcohol to warm up, it makes it easier to freeze to death, but damn did it made you comfortable while you did it.





Hi! I am very interested and am hoping to toss my hat in to join.

Also when I saw non-canon trick weapons, I got excited because I thought we could make our own weapons. And now I'm sad. As you made the Impaler. I had an idea for a weapon identical to the idea, I called it Vlad.

Now I had the idea of it being a rifle that launched a giant stake. Like a Pile Driver, but horizontal.

Just hearing someone yell, "SNIPED" in my head made me realize this was a good idea.

It's not actually a good idea. It's a great idea. Just a large stake impaling someone who just got absolutely railed by this thing. It would 100% be something used by the Fire Dancers as they seem to be the crazies who would use something so absurd. Just sniping Gascoigne from the other side of Old Yharnam. Or they set it up to hunt big old Bois, like something the size of the Cleric Beast.

Argentum



Argen takes a deep breath in as he says, "Alright, I'll be here for a bit longer". As Argen goes to sit back down and continues his relaxation.Just for a bit longer, then he will head back into the cold once more to regroup with his companions. He looks over to Oscar as he says, "Since you're here, take a bath. It's good for the body". As Argen finds a nice spot to sit and relax again as he looks towards the pilgrim, "Sorry about that". As he just heads back to his resting state, letting his worn body just rest for a while longer before heading back into the camp sight so he can prepare for the next day.

Argentum


As Argen watched the mage get up to check on the blade dancer he thought for a moment, Hu, I wonder if she's gonna be alright. Then he heard a loud slap, as he turns back in expectation of Renauld being slapped, he was sorely mistaken. He found Renauld kicked right in his groin and holding in his pain. Argen winced at the mere thought as he started to get up to help Renauld, yet he watched him fall and crack his ass.

Argen watched in horror, as he saw Renauld scream bloody murder. Dear god, did he scream. He screamed loud enough to nearly turn Argen's hair the same shade as his eyes as he rushes over. Argen grabbed Renauld and bring him over to the edge so he could be in a better place to heal up.

As Argen finishes helping Renauld he begins going over to Muu to see how she is, "You ok? Other than being woken up thing you seem ok". As he looks at Muu and inspects her seeing if she was wounded or getting sick.

After a bit of time Argen notice a huffing man coming to them, and looks over to find their Ranger has came to them. Argen sighs out as he says, "He tried to wake her up from her sleep. And he paid the price of his bloodline".

Argentum



Argen takes a deep breath in and sighs as he feels the air fill his lungs. Almost as if the air filling his lungs are fire, filling him with a warm sensation that seems to thaw through the ice-blocks the became of his lungs. He walks up the path with Renauld as they headed up to the hot springs. He did have excitement for this as it would be his first warm bath in a long time.

When they reached the spring it self it was strange Argen didn't really feel any danger from the man. Maybe it was because he saw them as no threat, yet this did leave Argen with some relief to not need to worry about this man. Beasts are easier to handle as they are simple minded, but that does not matter right now as he was here for a certain reason. As he found a nice spot that wasn't too hot, he began to strip down and head into the spring, not worrying about what the others see as he has no shame of his body. When he fully submerged he felt the tension melted as he slowly into the water.

He looked towards the others around him out of curiosity and to maybe find something to talk about. Renauld wasn't all too bad in physique, he definitely knew Renauld didn't focus on his body for being a caster but was no slouch in that regard. Their pilgrim friend has a body of a man who fought many battles and has gotten through them a tougher man. Then onto their Blade-dancer, who seems to be sinking into the water. Out of comfort? Nope she seems to have gone unconscious as he watches Renauld go to her and check on her. Argen stayed where he was and watched, if he didn't need to get up he wouldn't. But he was ready to go over and take her out but that would be if Muu was completely knocked out.
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